#amistead

[deescontinuity]

@learning-to-think m'a tagué sur mes lectures prévues de 2025, normalement c'était genre 20 mais j'en ai pas autant, donc voilà les livres de ma pile à lire :

Toxoplasma - Sabrina Calvo, je l'ai acheté y'a deux ans, je l'avais commencé mais jamais vraiment avancé, donc j'aimerais trouver le temps de le finir

Testo junkie - Paul B Precacio, pareil acheté l'année dernière, mais j'essayais de le lire pendant une période où j'étais trop crevé pour comprendre

Hacker la peau - Sabrina Calvo et Jul Marroh, emprunté à la bib donc je dois me dépêcher oops

Tales of the city - Amistead Maupin, j'ai les premiers tomes chez moi que j'avais trouvé à Emmaüs (en anglais en plus), mais j'ai jamais réussi à dépasser les quelques premiers chapitres du premier

The Black Flamingo - Dean Atta, je l'ai acheté à Lille, et je l'ai toujours pas lu oops

I was born for this - Alice Oseman, le seul que j'ai lu qu'une fois, et j'aimerais bien le relire car à l'époque je m'attendais à autre chose donc j'étais resté sur ma faim, mais j'ai envie de lui redonner sa chance

Je crois que c'est les principaux livres qui sont en attente, et que je dois vraiment lire un jour - sinon, j'ai pas vraiment de livre que j'attends, y'en a sûrement que j'aimerais lire, mais je m'en souviens plus

[flurryheaven]

95th Annual Academy Award (Oscars) Nominations - Costume Design 

Mary Zophres - Babylon  Fourth nomination for Zophres. Previously nominated in 2011 for True Grit, 2017 for La La Land, and 2019 for The Ballad of Buster Scruggs. 

Ruth E. Carter - Black Panther: Wakanda Forever  Fourth nomination for Carter. Previously nominated in 1993 for Malcom X, 1998 for Amistead, and winning in 2019 for Black Panther. 

Catherine Martin - Elvis  This is the ninth nomination for Martin. Previously nominated for Costume Design in 2008 for Australia. Winning in 2002 for Moulin Rouge and 2014 for The Great Gatsby. Previously nominated for Art Direction in 1997 for Romeo + Juliet, and winning in 2002 for Moulin Rouge. Winning for Production Design in 2014 for The Great Gatsby. Also nominated this year for Production Design and Best Picture. 

Shirley Kurata - Everything Everywhere All at Once  First nomination for Kurata. 

Jenny Beavan - Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris  Twelfth nomination for Beavan. Previously nominated in 1985 for The Bostonians, 1988 for Maurice, 1992 for Howards End, 1993 for The Remains of the Day, 1996 for Sense & Sensibility, 1999 for Anna and the King, 2001 for Gosford Park, and 2010 for The Kings Speech. Winning in 1987 for A Room With a View, 2016 for Mad Max; Fury Road, and 2022 for Cruella. 

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Visiting with friends de #honduras🇭🇳 visitando con amigos de #honduras #friendship #friendsaroundtheworld #amigos #amistead https://www.instagram.com/p/CFTTOIpji2F/?igshid=1aqdkzv33qgjq

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#Repost @rgrant1776 ・・・ James Amistead Lafayette (a double agent who worked for the Americans in the Revolution) and his mentor who helped him get his freedom, the Marquis de Lafayette. #williamsburg https://ift.tt/2YqJUpi

[carldavidson]

Picture: Rebellion on the Amistead.

[This is a brief comment i wrote five years back that seems relevant here]

On Natural Vanguards A Comment on David Graeber’s “Twilight of Vanguardism”

January 2007

By Carl Davidson

I think those opposed to “vanguardism,” or even those in favor of it, often have their own definitions of the term that are too narrow.

For instance, at any given time, I find it useful to try to figure out the proportions of advanced, middle and backward among the general population in regards to politics. The backward are those who like and defend the existing order of oppression, the middle don’t want to be bothered with politics all that much because it doesn’t make sense in their daily lives and they are focused on themselves and family, and the advanced are those who see the present order as unfair, unjust and/or oppressive and would like to do something to change it.

This “sectoring” is fluid; any given individual can move from one to another from time to time as conditions vary. But at any given time, the advanced are usually a minority, although they may be a relatively large minority.

Within the advanced, moreover, there are those who are presently active and those who are waiting to do something, those who are in organizations, mass or otherwise, and those who haven’t joined anything yet, and those who think just a few major reforms will do and those who think the whole system has to go.

This narrows things down a bit. If you look at the advanced who are active, in an organization and who think the whole order needs to be replaced, you have what I would call the revolutionary vanguard. Notice that I didn’t say they had to be in ONE organization, or have ONE program, or leader. At some point they might, although it’s unlikely and certainly doesn’t happen by declaration or fiat or self-assertion. In any case, this grouping is what I would call the “natural vanguard” that shrinks or swells with the ebb and flow of class struggle and social crisis.

Now there are many organizations in the “natural vanguard.” Some better, some worse. Some on an open road; some stuck in a cul-de-sac.Does any one or any one cluster of them ever get to be “the vanguard party?”

Only if certain conditions are met, including one very practical but often ignored factor: your group gets to be a LEADER if it has FOLLOWERS.

This seems clear as day to me, but we still have dozens of groups running around claiming to be the leader, but they don’t have any followers or supporters to speak of. They have the mistaken notion that a ‘correct line’ or ‘scientific program’ is sufficient, even granting that there is such a thing. Myself, I’ve come to the conclusion that I much prefer to work in groups that deal in ‘fruitful working hypotheses’ rather than ‘correct lines.’

I would say that to be the vanguard party, or the vanguard anything, a group or alliance of groups has to earn that designation by, first, winning over the vast majority of the advanced sector to choose it as their own organization; and second, by then in turn winning over large numbers of the middle forces to respect and follow its course of action, at least a good part of the time. 

Becoming a vanguard in this sense is something that is done practically and over time. The best examples I can think of were Vietnam and China. It simply means that masses of people recognize your group’s leadership ability that they will want to defend and protect you against the enemy, and finally, will want to join your ranks and shape the group’s politics and future themselves.

All the other disputes about the “genuine” vanguard status being achieved by assembling varying sets of principles or ideological coda is more in tune with medieval theological or Talmudic disputation, rather than the kind of fresh thinking we need today.

[annarellix]

Devil's Chew Toy by Rob Osler (Hayden & Friends #1)

Seattle teacher and part-time blogger Hayden McCall wakes sporting one hell of a shiner, with the police knocking at his door. It seems that his new crush, dancer Camilo Rodriguez, has gone missing and they suspect foul play. What happened the night before? And where is Camilo? Determined to find answers, pint-sized, good-hearted Hayden seeks out two of Camilo’s friends—Hollister and Burley—both lesbians and both fiercely devoted to their friend. From them, Hayden learns that Camilo is a “Dreamer” whose parents had been deported years earlier, and whose sister, Daniela, is presumed to have returned to Venezuela with them. Convinced that the cops won’t take a brown boy’s disappearance seriously, the girls join Hayden’s hunt for Camilo. The first clues turn up at Barkingham Palace, a pet store where Camilo had taken a part-time job. The store’s owner, Della Rupert, claims ignorance, but Hayden knows something is up. And then there’s Camilo’s ex-boyfriend, Ryan, who’s suddenly grown inexplicably wealthy. When Hayden and Hollister follow Ryan to a secure airport warehouse, they make a shocking connection between him and Della—and uncover the twisted scheme that’s made both of them rich. The trail of clues leads them to the grounds of a magnificent estate on an island in Puget Sound, where they’ll finally learn the truth about Camilo’s disappearance—and the fate of his family.

Book page: Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/57997935-devil-s-chew-toy Amazon: https://amzn.to/3pb3YYz

My Review: This is the first time I'm a blogtour for a book I bought well before I heard about the blog tour. The excellent reviews by writers I love made me buy it. The Amistead Mauping reference was a bonus added as I'm a huge fan of Tales from the City. I fell in love when it talked about the evengelical aunts and the car with the stickers about the Rapture. It's a romp, a highly entertaining romp. The occasional one night stand that turn in the search for the disappeared Camilo. The very diverse cast that I found interesting and made me laugh. And Commander who is a great characters. It's not a fast-pace/actio packed/etc etc but it's a highly entertaining and gripping story that I strongly recommende.d Hope to read the next story soon. Many thanks to Rob Osler and Melissa Amster for this digital copy, all opinions are mine

The Author Prior to Devil’s Chew Toy, Rob Osler’s short story, Analogue, which was published in Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, won the Mystery Writers of America Robert L Fish Award as part of the 2022 Annual Edgar Awards. Rob lives in California with his long-time partner and a tall gray cat.

Website: http://robosler.com Facebook: http://facebook.com/roboslerwriter Twitter: http://twitter.com/robosler Instagram: http://instagram.com/roboslerwriter

[guhhhhhhhhhhh]

I was tagged to do a thing by the fabulous @ice---queen and I am answering this now before I forget!!

Rules:  Answer eleven questions, make eleven questions and tag eleven people. 

1. If you could pick a different color for the sky, what would it be?

Easily my preferred colour for the sky would be lavender!

2. If you could be in a movie about a historical figure, who would you want to be? Would you be the main/secondary/extra character?

oh man I would probably slay at playing Robbie Ross in any sort of Wilde bioptic 

3. If you were going to be trapped in an apocalypse bunker for an indefinite number of years and could only bring one book (or book series), what would it be?

I would bring either the Lord John Grey series (which I have already read several times over so maybe isn’t the best choice, but I love it with all my heart) or the Tales of the City series by Amistead Maupin, which I just started and Love To Death

4. Thoughts on road trips?

LOVE LOVE LOVE I make amazing road trip playlists,  ooooh man yep I really love road trips. going places, seeing things, driving through endless farmland listening to a collection of great jams with friends is the ideal adventure tbh

5. Favorite movie/TV trope?

im a hoe for that whole enemies>friends>lovers troupe. I also love it when the main character as a secret talent/whatever and only like one other person knows and they have a lot of inside jokes

6. What’s made you smile this week?

not much, but mostly just seeing beautiful dogs around campus. Somebody’s beautiful husky ran up beside me while I was coming home from a long day and it was maybe the highlight of my week 

7. Do you have a comfort movie/book?

I have a LOT of comfort movies but the first that comes to mind is A Design For Living (1933) and the second is Kikis Delivery Service

as far as comfort books go, I really love reading The Charioteer because I can just immerse myself in it and its so good I love it. 

8. How do you feel about board games?

they’re fun but I rarely play them unless someone else invites me to. I associate them with my childhood and also with my one aunt who always whips them out at family gatherings and ropes all my reluctant cousins into playing. 

9. If you had to write a book/screenplay, what would it be about?

oh shoot I have so many ideas for books and films just running around in my head constantly that there is no way I could pin one down. Im currently writing something about a couple of gays in the 50s and its just a boring generic romance but ehhhhhh. im realizing that a lot of the things I write would work out better as films but I have literally no experience in writing screenplays or anything like that....sooooooo

10. What’s that one thing you really wish your favorite historical figure hadn’t done?

Wilfred Owen maybeummmmmmmm Not Dying  

11. Someone’s writing the story of your life; what’s your favorite scene/chapter so far?

Standing in a grove of aspens at a little cider place in northern Michigan, listening to the leaves rustling in the breeze and watching the shadows on the ground and feeling perfectly happy for just a little bit.

my Questions: 

1. Any strange irrational fears? 

2. Do you have that book that you keep coming back to over and over and could re-read a thousand times?

3. What do you do on those lazy rainy days when there’s no reason to leave your house?

4. If money wasn’t a problem, what would you love to do with your life?

5. If you write, what is your favorite POV to use?

6. Favorite plant?

7. What’s your opinion on camping? is it worth sleeping on the ground surrounded by bugs? 

8. What’s the one place you never want to leave and always want to go back to?

9. Have any guilty pleasure movies/books?

10. Think back on your day, what has been the highlight so far? 

11. What’s something that you’re really looking forward to in the next few weeks?

im not going to tag 11 people lmao but I will tag just a few (and y’all don’t have to do it if you don’t want to) @yet-he-was-intrepid   @vvaugh  @stalinistqueens

[teeraksamur]

My first audiobook of the year! Tales of the City by Amistead Maupin #sweetsindesign #designchallenge #ipadlettering 

[giovithunder]

Recensione della miniserie "Tales of the city" (2019)

Recensione della miniserie "Tales of the city" (2019)

Buongiorno e buona festa della donna alle lettrici.

Oggi torno a parlarvi di serie televisive e, nello specifico, di “Tales of the city”, miniserie Netflix rilasciata l’anno scorso. Tale miniserie è il sequel di una sitcom degli anni ’90 tratta dai romanzi di Amistead Maupin.

Pur non avendo visto le stagioni precedenti (ben più datate), non ho riscontrato nessun problema nella fruizione…

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Amistead Maupin reveals which deeply closeted movie star he had awkward sex with - Read More: http://ift.tt/2ksNCvX

[yjroleplay]

To Kaldur, From Rose

“This one, Daddy!” Lian exclaimed, scurrying over to one of the costumes hanging on the massive, ceiling-high rack. She snatched it off the hook and held it up with a grin.

Roy stifled an audible groan, running his hand over his mouth a moment. “That's... are you sure you don't want something... a different color?” He knew her mother would probably find it flattering that their girl wanted to be a ninja this year, rather than Robin Hood like last year, but...

“I see she has reached the... what did you call it?” Kal stated, glancing back at his friend. “The 'pink stage'?”

Lian held her grin. “I'm sure, Daddy.”

“Uh huh,” Roy muttered, taking the costume and holding it up to inspect. “We're hoping she'll grow out of it. ...why do they even make pink ninja costumes, anyway? Ninjas are supposed to be stealthy, stick to the shadows. Hard to do that if you're glowing like a neon sign.”

Kal gave the costume a brief look, holding a hand to his chin. “I would imagine some merely have a different preference in colors. It's not as though she will actually be a ninja.”

“Yeah, well... still.” He pushed out a breath and shrugged, then handed the costume back to Lian. “Alright... you can get it, if that's the one you're sure you want?”

“Yup, thanks, Daddy!” Lian said with a giggle.

“Weren't her past Halloween costumes homemade?” Kal asked. “I seem to recall you mentioning something about that.”

Roy paused, blinking back at his friend. “Oh, uh... yeah, well, we just haven't had that much time this year. I wasn't able to get around to... making one.” He cleared his throat, quickly averting his eyes. The subject needed to change, quickly. It was actually Jade that knew how to sew, but he had never forgotten what she said she'd do to him with the sewing machine if he ever told people. She, however, had been busy herself with... well, with her new 'jobs'. “What about your kid, what's he got?”

Kal turned and looked further down the aisle, where Amistad was busy sifting through the various costumes. They had been here at this massive Halloween store for the better part of an hour and the boy still had no idea what he wanted to be. “I am unsure... he said something about wanting to be a 'kitty', which I took to mean the lion costume from earlier interested him, but hasn't yet decided.”

Roy turned his head slightly, watching Lian carefully as she scampered over to Amistad to show off her costume. The two kids laughed together, and then proceeded to look at more costumes—they were having fun, at least. With a subtle smile, he looked back at Kal. “And what about you? We going to see a return of the red wig and purple sea shells?”

“No, nothing quite so...” Kal cleared his throat, shifting his weight slightly. “...embarrassing, this year. At least, not yet. Raquel has not finalized what we'll be going as.”

Roy chuckled, shaking his head. “Why is it that the women get to decide what we wear?”

“Because we are the men,” he replied. “Evidently, that is how things work—our decisions are made for us.” He paused, then folded his arms across his chest and added, “So, what does Jade have you going as?”

Roy grumbled, then let out a small sigh. “The Mad Hatter.” Or rather, as Jade put it, a 'sexy' Mad Hatter. Which pretty much amounted to the oversized top hat and a suit with pants that were one size too small, for her viewing pleasure.

Kal lifted an eyebrow. “The Mad Hatter?”

“From Alice in Wonder Land.”

“So, then she is going as...”

“A slutty Alice,” he replied, with a nod. Not that he was complaining. “I think she finds it ironic, or something. We should have just had Lian dress as the Cheshire Cat to complete the set, but she didn't want a cat costume.”

“Well, at least she is consistent,” Kal said, noting Jade's particular... pattern of Halloween costumes. Looking back at the kids, he noticed the two start to disappear around the corner into the next aisle and hurried after them, Roy following. “Amistad, wait a moment.”

Before they got around the corner, Amistad called out an excited, “Kitty!”

“I guess he found the lion costume again,” Roy offered, with a small chuckle. However, the next voice they heard quickly dispelled that idea.

“No, no, no, this simply won't do. I require something much more befitting my excellence. Bring me something else, at once!”

Both Roy and Kal froze a moment, looking at each other with raised eyebrows. That voice was all too familiar... Breaking out of their stunned daze, they ran around the corner. There, standing on one of the platforms that housed a display of a skeleton in an electric chair, was Klarion. A long king's cloak draped around his shoulders, along with a jeweled crown atop his head. In one hand, he held a staff, and in the other, a hand mirror that he used to examine himself. One of the store attendants, who looked more than a little annoyed, took the staff from him at his request and marched off to find something else, muttering under her breath all the while.

The 'kitty' that Amistad had mentioned, sat nearby. Teekl eyed the children carefully as they went up to pet him, his tail flicking back and forth. The oversized demon cat looked as though it would be annoyed at first, but surprisingly settled down and lowered himself lower to the floor, resting.

“Lian, get away from the demon tiger,” Roy said cautiously, taking a few steps forward. Both Lian and Amistad didn't seem to pay any mind to the adults, instead focusing on petting Teekl.

Kal eased out a more relaxed breath, though he he still did share his friend's caution. “Though I'm not exactly one to defend hellspawn, I do not believe Teekl will hurt them. Still, Amistad, be careful.” He turned his attention next to Klarion, who he gave a long look. “Klarion.”

Klarion looked over to him and gave an expression of mock surprise, hopping down off the platform and marching over to them. “My dear Kaldur, imagine seeing you here! Of all the dress-up stores in all the world. What brings my favorite water-breathing surface dweller and the Crimson Shaft to these parts?”

Roy frowned. “That's Red Arrow.”

“Oh, nonsense,” the witch boy stated with a scoff, waving off the comment. “You dress in red leather and handle long phallic objects. Crimson Shaft suits you much better.”

“Why you--”

Kal quieted him with a hand on the shoulder, holding him back. Unlike himself, Roy was not used to dealing with Klarion's particular antics. “Klarion, why are you here?”

“Finding a costume, naturally,” he replied, fixing the crown on his head so that it was straight. “That is what you normal folk do this time of year, yes?”

“I meant here.” Kal gestured around, indicating this particular store. He glanced back at him, eyes narrowing slightly and added, “Were you stalking me again?”

“Oh please, 'stalking' is such a crude word,” Klarion muttered, making a face, as if the very thought of it put him off. “I prefer 'studying from afar with great intrigue'. It's not as though I--no, Teekl, stop that! Bad Cat!”

They turned to look behind them, where Teekl was playing tug of war with Amistad, using the leg of a plastic skeleton. The demon cat gripped the leg firmly in his jaws, pulling back with equal force as the young boy. Lian had her arms wrapped around his waist, trying to help pull the thing away, but even their combined strength could do nothing to wrench it out of the feline's grasp.

“Amistad, that is enough,” Kal said gently, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder. “Let it go.”

“You, too, Lian,” Roy said, a little more sternly, with his arms crossed over his chest. The two let go a second later, allowing Teekl to have the plastic leg.

“Teekl, let go of the leg,” Klarion said, tapping his foot against the floor and pointing in front of him. “These human-workers need their fake body parts, as delightfully morbid as that sounds.” The demon cat grumbled quietly, coming forward and promptly setting the skeleton leg down in front of Klarion's feet.

A moment later, the attendant returned carrying a gold scepter with ruby adorned atop it. “Here...” she muttered, holding it out to Klarion. “Is that better?”

The witch boy snatched the scepter from her and held it up, studying it. He then lifted his hand mirror again and struck a pose, looking at his reflection. Almost instantly, a delighted grin spread across his face. “Ah, now this is much better! If this doesn't scream 'King of Chaos', I don't know what does.”

The store attendant folded her arms and sighed, her gaze drifting to the side and falling on Teekl a moment later. She immediately frowned and looked back to Klarion. “Sir, I thought I told you several times already, we don't allow pets in the store!”

“Teekl isn't a pet,” he said, glaring back at the woman. “He's family.”

“He's an animal,” she insisted, picking up the plastic leg from the floor. “You need to put him outside, right now.”

Klarion frowned for a moment, then let out a seemingly defeated sigh and waved her hand at her to shoo her away. “Fine, fine. Go fetch me some plastic vampire teeth and I'll 'handle' it.” When the attendant marched off with a huff, Klarion grinned silently and then snapped his fingers. “Let's see how you like being a pet.”

Noticing the action, Kal narrowed his eyes. “Klarion, what did you--”

Before he could finish his sentence, a high pitched squeal rang out through the store. A moment later, a small brown tabby cat raced into the aisle, moving around frantically and meowing loudly. Amistad and Lian almost immediately started chasing it, laughing and calling out for the kitty to stop so they could pet it. Teekl, on the other hand, started chasing it for more cynical reasons, hissing and growling at it. Watching the scene, Klarion clapped his hands together gleefully, laughing with a large grin on his face.

“...Kal?” Roy said, as he watched the cat run frantically around their feet.

“Yes, Roy?”

“Did Klarion just turn that woman into a house cat?”

“I believe he did, yes.” After getting over his initial shock, he looked back up and walked over to Klarion. “You need to change her back, immediately.”

The witch boy scoffed, rolling his eyes. “I will do no such thing. It's her own fault, you know—shouldn't have insulted poor Teekl.”

“Klarion, you cannot just go around turning people into animals simply because they are rude.” Or really at all. “Please, change her back.”

“No.” Klarion pouted and scoffed out another breath as he folded his arms and looked away, eyes shut tight.

Kal sighed, rubbing his fingers against the bridge of his nose. Getting Klarion to go back on this with no leverage was futile... he'd have to bargain. “Fine, if you change her back... Raquel and I will allow you to join us this Halloween.”

Almost instantly, Klarion's eyebrows lifted. He turned back and grinned, his palms pressed together in front of his chest. “Oh Kal, you know if you and your lady wish to fornicate with me, you need only ask.”

Roy blinked, eyes widening. “Wait, what-- ...Kal, you--”

“No. No,” he said quickly, glaring. “I meant trick or treating with us. Not—not that.” Never that.

“Hmm...” Klarion said, rubbing a hand against his chin in thought. He actually seemed to be very carefully considering the offer. Finally, he uttered a sigh and shrugged. “Very well. I suppose I could use more sugary treats in my life. Teekl and I will join you at the proper time, then.” Lifting a hand, he snapped his fingers one more time. In an instant, the tabby cat popped back into the form of the store attendant, abruptly putting an end to the chase that Teekl and the kids were giving.

“What was-- oh my-- what happened? What happened?” she shrieked, looking up at everyone from the floor. She was shaking, practically in tears.

“Oh you don't need to be such a baby about it,” Klarion said, with a shake of his head. “All I did was transmogrify your body into a different life form.”

The woman gave him another look, then quickly scampered back to her feet and ran down the aisle with a frightened shout. Klarion laughed at this, then finally turned back to his companion. “Teekl, I believe it's time to go. Come now, we have much planning to do for Halloween.” The demon cat wandered back over to Klarion and yawned, promptly sitting down. With a wave of his arm, the two began to fade, disappearing into thin air. “We shall see you later, Kal. Give my regards to your concubine for me.”

When Klarion was gone, Roy held a hand to his head and sighed. “Well that was... interesting.”

Kal nodded slowly. “Indeed. I think we should get going now.”

“Probably a good idea.”

A moment later, Amistad hurried over carrying a costume. “I found one, I found one!” He held it up, grinning. “I want this one!”

Kal looked down at it, pausing momentarily before taking it from the boy. “I see...”

When Roy got a look at it, he blinked a second before bursting out laughing, patting his hand on Kal's back. “Wow. I don't know if I should find that funny or sad that he'd rather dress up as Lagoon Boy than you.”

“This is not La'gann...” Kal said, pointing at the words. “It is the Creature From the Black Lagoon.”

“Yeah, dude. Lagoon.” Roy laughed again, shaking his head. “Well come on then, let's pay for these and get out of here before that woman comes back and starts pointing fingers.”

“Yes, I think that would be a good idea.”

As the group made their way down the aisle towards the registers, Roy let out a soft breath and pursed his lips. “We should do this more often, getting together with the kids. You know, minus the insane witch boy.”

Kal glanced back at Lian and Amistad, who were giggling and talking with each other. “They do seem to like each other. Unfortunately, I do not believe your wife would like that. She does not... think very well of me.”

Roy huffed, folding his arms. “Well, I can try talking to her. No promises, but... it would be nice.”

Kal smiled, giving a firm nod. “Yes, it would.”

[lgbtqnation]

Amistead Maupin reveals which deeply closeted movie star he had awkward sex with - Read More: http://ift.tt/2ksNCvX